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Thank you, Breaking Bad. I'm scarred for life. You know how a song can take you back to a specific moment in time? Well, it used to be when I heard "Who's tripping down the streets of the city, smiling at everybody she sees" I would flash back to being in the back of my dad's old station wagon with the wood panels on the side on a summer day heading to the beach. No mas. From now on, I will only see beat up cheap white pleather boots and BJs.
Carry on.
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I thought I was a good person but the way I react when people drive slowly in the left lane would suggest otherwise
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